This is one of those January in San Francisco images of fog and The Golden Gate Bridge. Honestly, I said it once and I'll say it a million times. fog in the winter is way more unique in this area that what people here term as "Fogust".

The fog in this image came out of nowhere and wasn't predicted by any weather service or app. Yeah, I know that's a big thing these days and seems to be getting more popular. That being said, it's kind of like investing. When it gets to a point where there are too many people on the bus, it's time to find another another one.

It's the one cool thing about going out and photographing in all types of weather conditions, especially when your dealing with the same subject matter more or less. The color here isn't that typical apocalyptic evening sunset, but the diffused light of a calm and cool winter brings out the details in the entire image without having to deal with the typical haze of a shot like this as the fog passes like the steam of a percolating cup of coffee. The more pictures you see of this type of composition, the more you will begin to notice how the heat and atmospheric distortion will result in squiggly cable lines and blurry deformed buildings in the city beyond. Some of it can be chalked up to documenting a moment in time or making an artistic choice, but all in all I prefer my images to be sharp.

All of this brings me to my one piece of advice. Always be your worst critic. If you do that, it's your first step into a larger world of photography. By that I don't mean, ignore criticism. Just focus on your vision and your individual technique. 

SteamThe Golden Gate Bridge north tower in the traditional Transamerica Pyramid alignment with downtown San Francisco as the low fog percolates below